Love in Exile 11 Parents' Secret Arrangement
Parents' secret arrangement
In the midst of panic, I heard his voice squeezed out from his chest, low and hoarse but with an inexplicable charm.
"Yuner, are they good to you like a brother is?"
His hot breath sprayed on her face, the faint masculine scent made Ning Zhiyun even more dizzy. The unprecedented panic combined with the fear of being unable to breathe finally gave Ning Zhiyun a burst of strength to break free from his arms. The driver in front, catching a glimpse of the young couple through the mirror, simply thought they were a loving pair and politely adjusted the rearview mirror upwards.
After Ning Zhiyun broke free from Ning Xiwu's arms, his heart was still racing wildly. He lowered his head, smoothing out his disheveled hair, and also took the opportunity to calm down his own turbulent emotions. As he thought about Ning Xiwu's words, his panic slowly dissipated, but a sense of grievance surged up in its place. Lifting his head, his handsome face was set in a stubborn expression, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes as he met Ning Xiwu's narrowed gaze.
"Are you good to me? Brother, how can you say you're good to me? Eight years without a single phone call! Is this what you call being good to me? Eight years without even looking at me once! Is this what you call being good to me? Eight years without caring about anything of mine! Is this what you call being good to me? I even suspect that Ning Xi, you've long forgotten that you have a sister like me!"
For eight years, Ning Zhiyun's suppressed emotions towards his brother were ignited by a simple sentence from Ning Xiyu, and the grievances and dissatisfaction that had been accumulating suddenly burst out like firecrackers. A series of questions, like heavy hammers, pounded against Ning Xiyu's heart, and his initially high spirits, like a balloon shot through with bullets, instantly deflated with a "pop".
Her dark pupils reflected her stubborn face, and with great difficulty, she raised her hand to caress her angry face, but was slapped away by her with a "slap".
"If it weren't for occasionally receiving your emails and occasionally seeing the photos of you standing proudly in the base, I almost thought that you had long been martyred!"
Ning Zhiyun's superficial gentleness and weakness completely disappeared at this moment, and the intimidating aura made Ning Xiyu, who knew he was in the wrong, speechless. He even felt that being questioned so fiercely by her, or being scolded harshly, would make him feel better inside. And the hurt he had caused her over the past few years might be alleviated somewhat.
"Yoon-ah, I'm sorry!"
Loving her, he chose to be banished! This reason, which was forever difficult for him to utter, could only be carefully hidden in his heart. Even when facing her inquiry, he still couldn't muster the courage to express it. His loving heart had been sealed and buried by himself eight years ago, on a drizzly summer day when he was eighteen. Until death, that jar remained deeply buried, never seeing the light of day again.
All he could say was "I'm sorry!"
For a moment, the originally harmonious atmosphere between the siblings became awkward, and the back seat fell into silence. The driver of the taxi in the front seat was a middle-aged uncle in his 40s, who sniffed the smell of gunpowder that had spread out and wondered why the loving couple who were just affectionate had suddenly become estranged?
The uncle smiled and shook his head, stopping the car with a screech in front of the designated address.
Ning Xi only hoped to see the familiar gate and the faintly visible European-style villa outside the car window, paid the money, and followed Ning Zhiyun's back as he ran ahead of her into the gate.
"Yuner!" Ning Xi chased after her in big strides, grabbing onto Ning Zhiyuan's arm with one hand, but she shook him off forcefully.
Ning Zhiyun ran quickly into the house, and the servants who were busy at home looked at each other in surprise as they saw the two of them running in one after another.
"Master, miss, you're back!"
"Ah, Uncle Xing, I'm back!" Ning Xiwei nodded at the butler Huang Guoxing standing in front of her and chased after her beloved little sister upstairs.
Huang Guoxing watched with a smile as the siblings ran upstairs, and he seemed to be used to their occasional tantrums. He turned around and hastily ran to the phone, dialing a few numbers.
"Madam, the young master and miss have all returned. ... Are you preparing dinner for you and the old master tonight? Good! Good! I'll get someone to prepare it right away!"
Huang Guoxing is the housekeeper brought by Zhuang Yufei from the Zhuang family, Ning Xiyu's mother. The Ning family was born into an official family, and Ning Xiyu's father, Ning Peiwei, was a military officer stationed in the army at that time. Later, he obeyed his father's orders and got to know Zhuang Yufei, the only daughter of the Zhaojing Group, and the two got married. After a few years, Ning Peiwei retired from the military and entered politics, and his official career has been smooth for many years. Zhuang Yufei also took over the Zhaojing Group when she was in her early 20s and became known as a superwoman in just a few years.
At this moment, the powerful couple learned on the phone that a pair of children had rarely returned home. Both of them hastily instructed their secretaries to use various relationships to prepare tickets for returning home.
At eight o'clock in the evening, when Ning Pei and his wife returned to the Ning family, their son, who had not been seen for eight years, was sitting boredly watching TV in the living room. However, their daughter, who always stuck close to her brother, was nowhere to be found.
"Dad, Mom, you're back!" Ning Xiyu stood up and greeted her parents in a low voice, with a calm expression on her face, without any joy of reunion.
Ning Pei Yi is a deeply masculine and introverted man, with a face almost identical to Ning Xi's, calmly carrying his father's demeanor and nodding slightly.
"It's good that you're back!"
Zhuang Yufei also had a strong woman's demeanor, and there was no scene of a mother seeing her long-separated son with extreme joy and tears. She just stood calmly in front of her eight-year-unseen son and looked him up and down.
The calm and gentle voice echoed in the living room: "Xiao Wei, it's been eight years since we last met, you've matured a lot! Where's Yun'er?"
A sentence "has matured a lot" summed up all her emotions towards her son.
Ning Xiwei felt a small pang of sadness, even if she had no more expectations from her parents. A hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a cold expression.
"Yuner is making me angry, as soon as she comes back, she hides in her room and ignores me!" Ning Xiyu didn't hide it either, this kind of small matter, parents wouldn't even put it in their hearts.
"Oh!" Ning Pei replied, and indeed did not ask further, directly sat down on the sofa, and casually picked up the newspaper on the coffee table.
"Dad, Mom, you go wash your faces, I'll go coax Yun'er!"
Ning Xi suppressed her downcast mood, turned around and walked towards the stairs. Her eyes met Huang Guo Xing's inquiring gaze, and she instructed: "Uncle Xing, prepare dinner, I'll go call Yan Er to come down."
Ning Pei's eyes were lost in thought as he watched his son disappear around the corner of the stairs, his brow furrowed as he turned to Zhuang Yufei beside him, his tone tinged with concern.
"Honey, look at that thing, is it suitable to talk about today?"
Zhuang Yufei sat down next to him, her face still radiant and showing no signs of aging, a 50-year-old woman looking like a noble lady in her thirties.
"Xiao Wei's vacation is only one week, if we don't take this opportunity to arrange things as soon as possible, who knows when the next chance will be!"
Zhuang Yufei's style of doing things has always been iron-fisted and swift, whether it's official business or family matters.
"Alright, I'll do as you say!"
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